1,800 pages, one walk and 24 hours later

I studied him with interest, different thoughts rushing through my head before I could actually grasp or perceive them. He was just kneeling on the cold damp street, looking past me. Something flinched inside me. I eyed him, acknowledged his hunched figure wrapped in a darkened beige coat, his smudged face, the mug he was holding in his extended hand - and I felt hypocritical and vain. The ice crystals in his grey beard were glistening even in the dim light the street lamps managed to shed. I was helpless, excruciated by the emptiness gaping inside. I felt despair, for he didn't bother to shoot a glance at me. There was only one thing I wanted to do."Why?" I noticed the pain lingering in my voice persistently. It was a lot for me to handle. He looked up at me, gazed at me apathetically, vaguely. His blank yet so vivid expression bit right through the shell, sucked in through the tiny pores like some alkaline substance, undisturbed by my always active self-defence mechanism. My eyes prickled and I was forced to blink them. And I knew I couldn't trust him, no matter what he would tell me. I winced away from him, pained, blinded, and rushed through the dusk. I didn't know what to think of myself, I couldn't be certain of what I really thought and felt. And the prospering doubts drove me deeper into madness, fear, suffering.

Craig Ferguson...

...on mysteries of the 80s and Kickin It Old Skool. Got to love him.

Vastu õhtut

- My sleeping patterns.
  Fatman took the fall.
  He sent me flying yesterday but
  Today he said I've got no symmetry
  I stole his watch
  And broke it.

So, why is it again that Pi is one of my all time favourite films? Well, for starters the director Darren Aronofsky is a genius. And the plot is fascinating, not only because I'm obsessed with maths and numbers in general but for the ending's ambiguity and the obsessive and paranoid leading character whom I somehow can relate to. I love the fuzzy black-and-white, the ambivalence and the fact that it was low budget and yet one of the very best films I've ever seen. In your face, big-time-enormous-budget-mediocre-result Hollywood producers! ;) The idea was thrilling and compelling and the outcome top notch. So kudos to Darren :) And to all the staff of course. The cast was well chosen and perfect. I also absolutely love the soundtrack, right on Clint!

A bit more about Darren and his films. Most of us have probably at least heard of the famous Requiem for a Dream if not seen it. It's a masterpiece, no doubt in that; a bit depressive and sombre though, so certainly not a film for everyone. There's just this immense sensation of hopelessness it gives off... The same goes for The Fountain, although less dreary. The Wrestler, Darren's newest proves drama to be his best genre. To be honest, I couldn't possibly imagine him creating a comedy of some sort. He found his niche long ago and he's definitely working it.